This is a song about "Chapters of your life"

But they didn't know this was the wrong streetbang bang, count another casualtybut it's a cop whose shop is brutality

This is reality, livin life unhappily, snap out of ya fantasy or else yull lose your sanity

Know just what you worth

My albums are chapters,

Life is the opposite of limbo, so get on your toes as high as you can go

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Of the book of your life

Take her back to where i live

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your

And other parts of your life have just become obsolete.

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

If your life is a hell, better call me satan! adoration of this nation.

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Spend the rest of your life in prison is easy off or something